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Chapter 552: 561 Dragon Pattern


Chapter 552: Chapter 561 Dragon Pattern


At this moment, within that void-like space, Wang Yan stood there, gratefully looking at the middle-aged man who had taken human form in front of him, and said, “Master, your disciple thanks you for the grace of imparting your teachings.”


The middle-aged man nodded with a smile and said, “Yan’er, I’ve seen everything you’ve done. You’ve done well, you haven’t let me down.”


Hearing this, Wang Yan’s eyes showed a look of joy, and he hurriedly asked, “Master, what is your name? And who is my father?”


The middle-aged man shook his head with a smile and said, “Yan’er, you are not qualified to know my name yet, and your father is much stronger than I am, so you are even less qualified to know about him. Remember what I said, when you stand at the pinnacle of the world, you will know everything.”


A trace of disappointment flashed in Wang Yan’s eyes, but it quickly passed as he reignited his fighting spirit: “Master, I won’t let you down. I will work hard. But how can I stand at the pinnacle of the world?”


The middle-aged man said, “I can’t tell you how to stand at the pinnacle of the world, but I can tell you eight words: ‘The more setbacks, the braver; a hundred battles to immortality.’


“The more setbacks, the braver; a hundred battles to immortality? What does that mean?” Wang Yan looked at the middle-aged man in confusion.


The middle-aged man didn’t answer Wang Yan; he just smiled slightly and then said, “What you are seeing now is just a projection of mine, and the power of this projection is about to disappear. Before it disappears, let me heal your injuries.”


Having said that, the middle-aged man slowly raised his hand, pointing a finger at Wang Yan.


Seeing this, Wang Yan felt deeply shocked.


Wang Yan had always thought that his master was an incredibly powerful existence, but he wasn’t clear on exactly how powerful.


But his injuries, which left the Mad Doctor Wu Xie at a loss, and even the Demon Saint Beiming Heng was helpless, seemed nothing in the eyes of his master, who healed him with just a finger.


Not to mention, standing opposite was just a projection of his master, not his true form.


If even a projection is so powerful, how powerful must the true form be?


And if his father is even stronger than his master, what kind of heaven-defying existence must his father be?


Thinking about being the son of such a magnificent existence, Wang Yan couldn’t help but feel excited.


Seeing the middle-aged man about to raise his finger, a gentle light appeared at the fingertip. One could imagine that once this gentle light fell on him, all his injuries would be completely restored.


Wang Yan immediately raised his hand to stop the middle-aged man.


The middle-aged man paused slightly, looking at Wang Yan inquisitively.


Wang Yan smiled faintly and said, “Master, I want to handle my own injuries on my own.”


Hearing this, the middle-aged man nodded, his eyes full of approval, and said with a smile, “Yan’er, your stubbornness is just like your father’s. You haven’t let me down. I am waiting for you to find me…”


With the words of the middle-aged man, his figure gradually became illusionary, slowly disappearing.


At the same time, the illusory space where Wang Yan stood also gradually disappeared.


And at that moment, Wang Yan suddenly opened his eyes.


In front of him, he immediately saw Beiming Heng and Wu Xie nervously surrounding him.


Seeing Wang Yan open his eyes, Beiming Heng and Wu Xie first breathed a sigh of relief, but then nervously inquired.


“Brother Wang Yan, how do you feel?”


“Are your injuries serious?”


Seeing their nervousness, Wang Yan felt warmth in his heart and shook his head: “Brother Heng, Dr. Wu, you don’t need to worry, I’m fine.”


Beiming Heng and Wu Xie looked at Wang Yan in disbelief, realizing that although Wang Yan was still injured, his spirit was excellent.


Under their watchful eyes, Wang Yan stood up and said to Beiming Heng, “Brother Heng, Brother Wu, I now have a second Demon Soul!”


Wu Xie laughed: “That’s great; the existence of a second Demon Soul is one in a million. Wang Yan, with a second Demon Pattern, even if you don’t find the Five Elements Exotic Beast, you can still heal your wounds.”


Upon hearing this, Wang Yan couldn’t help but feel delighted: “Really?”


Wu Xie nodded and said, “Of course, your injuries couldn’t be healed because the Power of Demon Patterns left by the Black Dragon on you was too strong for you to dispel, and any external attempt to dispel it might erase your Wolf Pattern’s cultivation.”


At this point, Beiming Heng couldn’t help but smile and said, “So that’s how it is. If Brother Wang Yan’s second Demon Pattern reaches a certain level of cultivation, it can naturally dispel the Power of Demon Patterns of the Black Dragon, and your injuries will heal naturally.”


Hearing their words, Wang Yan was overjoyed and said, “Since that’s the case, I’ll work hard to cultivate, quickly increase my cultivation, and rid myself of these injuries as soon as possible.”


Wu Xie said, “You can’t rush it; if you want to dispel your injuries, at least you must match the Black Dragon’s cultivation, which means you need to reach the Demon Emperor Great Perfection level. But your current second Demon Pattern is at the lowest level, only at the Initial-Tier Demon Warrior.”


Wang Yan smiled slightly and said, “Who dares to stop my path? Once I have a direction, no obstacle can block me. By the way, there’s a Power of Morality within me now; I’ll first use this Power of Morality to elevate my Dragon Pattern. When my Dragon Pattern reaches the level of Demon Emperor, I’ll then unseal the Wolf Pattern.”


What Wang Yan referred to as the Power of Morality was what he obtained after turning Wanghai City Hospital into a public welfare hospital today.


Originally, this Power of Morality had no Demon Pattern to hold on to, and though it remained within Wang Yan, it would gradually disappear over time. But now, with the Dragon Pattern, it can’t be wasted and can be used to boost the Dragon Pattern’s cultivation.


This Power of Morality was extremely dense, and Wang Yan was fully confident it could elevate the Dragon Pattern’s cultivation from Initial-Tier Demon Warrior directly to High-Tier Demon Warrior.


Moreover, with the cultivation level of Wolf Pattern Demon King, Wang Yan naturally knew how to quickly enhance his cultivation.


As Wang Yan concentrated his mind, countless golden lights appeared within him, initially meandering within his body, gradually gathering into a cluster.


In no time, Wang Yan’s entire body turned golden.


As this golden light reached its peak, it suddenly changed direction and surged toward Wang Yan’s back.


As the golden light all flew into Wang Yan’s back, the golden Dragon Pattern on his back suddenly emitted a dazzling golden light.